Disorder

歌詞

Disorder here cause you're fucked Wait it out Those dirty blue boys lost again They've got no style i write me own Buying up bottle and precious stones Burn the cops and renegades Disorder Don't give a fuck Work your bayonet off your gun Now why not smash his head down Your client talk about rocking the boat Well your guts don't seem to have had any luck [repeat chorus] That bloke must have his fucking way But we are nervous, but insane The government are running scarred The blues are bound to come in (one of) These days [repeat chorus] Grab your pay addict yourself They bet your nothing by yourself But one day we will have a say But whatever happens you'd better beware [repeat chorus] Disorder [repeat]